Our special gift to you, our Soundcloud listeners, friends, and family; some musical and poetic reflections this Christmas season, 2024.
We wish you all a truly joyous and very beautiful MERRY CHRISTMAS.

Lovely Lyric/poetry, narrative & singing - Peter the poet - soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Masterfully played Lovely guitars - David Dunham - @david-dunhamuser589535203
Music, Mix & Production - Seagull - @farout-music-studio
Voice - Clara

Reflections On the Pale Light of Winter--A Christmas Gift from Seagull, Peter, and David

Birds - Neil Young (Cover)

Monday Playlist week of 1/13/2025

Written and Performed by Josh McAlexander

Get me to Gloryland (Original)

Travelling with Ghosts

Yesterday you told me that you‘ll leave our home today 
I think it’s okay cause you’re eighteen now anyway

It seems to me like someone pushed fast-forward on my tape
Keep holding back the memories in my head so they won't escape

Farewell my son, be safe when travelling with ghosts
They like to whisper in your ear, the things you fear the most

And when you‘re old and grey like your father is by now
Most likely you will think of me and drop a line somehow

Farewell my son, be safe when travelling with ghosts
They like to whisper in your ear, the things you fear the most

And when the time has come for you to meet your dad again
We‘ll be sitting on our cloud together, smiling now and then 

Happy birthday David!



Thanks a million for pre-listening: Michele, Gary, Judith and Brenda!

Travelling With Ghosts (David’s 18th birthday)

""Birds" is the eighth track on After The Gold Rush. It features no instrumentation other than piano and Young's voice. It's a song of loss, with Young comforting a lover he's about to leave. At just over two-and-a-half minutes long, it's one of the shortest songs on the album, trailing in that honor only "Till The Morning Comes" and "Cripple Creek Ferry."
The song's structure is interesting because the six-line chorus is longer than both four-line verses. It starts with Young reassuring his lover that there will be "another one who'll hover over you beneath the sun." The chorus then paints an image of Young flying away from his "little one," ending with the sweetly spoken yet harsh assurance that "it's over."

It's a beautiful song (though Jimmy McDonough among others feel it was overworked in the studio) that's even more interesting looking at Young's life and career as a whole. He's always shown a penchant for abandoning people, from lovers to friends to bands. It's a notorious aspect of his personality, and one he himself has lamented on many occasion, both in interview and in song, for instance, "Running Dry (Requiem For The Rockets)."

"Birds" can be viewed as another song of Young chronicling his own tendency to burn bridges and leave people behind as he chases his muse. Or, it can be enjoyed simply as a tale of the universal complexities of romantic love".          Songfacts

Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea

Side Note : I dont expect this to get many listens as it is an almost 8 Min. Dirge  LOL. :{)   My goal here is to upload my catalog to date... thats something really want to do before this life is over.. ( Im feeling fine today ). Theres so many people out there like me.. who may not ever get the chance to share the creative spark within themselves ... the small ( or large ) contribution to the culture of humanity . This platform.. as others currently and in the past, brings the entire world together in one harmonious creative voice. And if nothing else, shows us that we can really all get along just fine woth each other if left to our individual creative desire to do so..

I am humbled by your kind and generous spirit and you willingness to share it. 

I have another version of this... it is a studio version. but this version holds the original spirit.  Headphones might be best.. it a raw track..

Lyrics / music by Bill Liggett

Well I had it and I lost it a couple of times
the good life fights like a fish on a line
ohh the one that got away
I saw her swim by the other day
well you lost your chance and it makes you mad
but I say time is all you ever had
oh.. you lost that itch
aint losin a sonofabitch?
But don’t be sad
the futures everything you never had
and don’t you cry
one and done is the biggest lie
the crime is never to have tried and never to have failed
and the good guy doesn’t always win 
and sometimes its the saint who has the sin
and the stronger man will do you in
but the digging of two graves will soon begin
impossible decisions at the crossroads
all roads lead to main street
go out fighting tryin to get it right
but a good left hook is gonna end the fight
oh.. break my bones today
and ill live to fight another day
they say come clean you gonna raise your hand?
 confess the crimes of another man
oh.. not without a fight
id much rather be dead right.
But don’t be sad
the futures everything you never had
and don’t you cry
one and done is the biggest lie
the crime is never to have tried and never to have failed
and the good guy doesn’t always win 
and sometimes its the saint who has the sin
and the stronger man will do you in
but the digging of two graves will soon begin
impossible decisions at the crossroads
all roads lead to main street

Dont Be Sad

A beautiful and reflective song on what might have been, but still affirms the resilience and eternality of love.  In the context of love, time stands still.
Perhaps it is in the smallest things that we see the greatest and perhaps also the most beautiful.
Beautiful Poem & Narration - Peter; soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Lovely Right Guitar - David; @david-dunhamuser589535203
Music, Guitars, Mix & Production - Seagull; @farout-music-studio

Silent Drops

I wonder, peering through the slipping drops - are you still there?
Do you still feel? Do you still care? Do you still, live?

And are your eyes still that mystic crystal sallowed pastel green?
How much of one lifetime would it ever take to just forgive,
lift the screen that crashed between us, seemly forty thousand years ago?

Ah, what might have been?
A parallel universe could hold our children, old by now, of course.
Kids of their own. And probably divorced.
Ah what the hell, there’s next to no chance that it would have worked out anyday.

You and I.
Separate ways.
You with your fabulous soft green eyes.
Me with nothing healing left to say, empty vespers, hollow, echo.
Wistful whispers, hushed and hint of tints of wettest blue.
But dear God I loved you so...... Still do.

Silent Drops (Seagull, Peter, David)

A brief reflection on what needs to be a Christmas gift to our planet, our environment, and ultimately ourselves and future generations.
 
Beautiful Poem & Vocals/Narration - Peter; soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Lovely Left Guitar - David; @david-dunhamuser589535203
Music, Mix & Production - Seagull; @farout-music-studio

Slowly Time Running Out

A clear black light has painted out the stars tonight.
A tear-prismed rainbow wells in my eyes.
I’m clinging to my dead rose,
Shuffling down these broken roads,
With no end in sight, no will left to fight.

A long black cloud veiled through the moonlight, where,
The softest requiem prayer is lost in the air.
As a spadeful of dirt,
Hits the casket of hurt,
To bury my cares and inter our despair.

When the sands of time are shifting no more,
I’ll stand behind, with those left on the shore.
And as Jerusalem compels
Peals of leather muffled bells
Will chill to the core with their funereal score.

Slowly Time Running Out

We wanted to finish our trio of songs, and our gift to our Soundcloud family, on a lovely and upbeat note of hope; hope for humanity, hope for the world we call home, and hope for our destiny as a human race.  The ultimate theme of Christmas is redemption and hope, and with that thought, we wish you all a very Merry Christmas:)

Beautiful Poem & Narration - Peter; soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Lovely Left & Center Guitar and Narration - David; @david-dunhamuser589535203
Guitars, Music, Mix, Narration & Production - Seagull; @farout-music-studio

The Lost Path

Peter:
Stumbling down, falling from the path
Wondering what the future holds
Crumbling in the aftermath
The Easterlies bring winter’s cold
Pushing upwards, clamber back
We won’t concede to darkness clouds
Our trajectory is back on track
For a society with head held proud

David:
Won’t concede our children’s hopes
To nuclear weapon isotopes
Christmas calling from the bells
To drag us back from human hells
We won’t concede our freedom’s joy
By falling for the devil’s ploy
With a chain of hands across the land
We refute his vile demands

Seagull:
We lost our way in yesterdays
Seems we found the wilderness
But sanity will find a way
To build afresh and fix the mess
Reconstruct and laser cast
Shine the light with focused beam
Illumination clear at last
To reignite the human dream

Peter:
Won’t consign future’s child
To living in a world defiled
Christmas calling from the bells
Will reinforce what truth foretells
We won’t concede our freedom’s sun
But send despot evil on the run
A chain of hands, conviction wins
To lead us to the path again

Won’t concede to culture thieves
Who twist the truth that we believe
Our heritage is what we are
Leads us home when we stray too far
Returns us to the path we lost
Saves us suffering folly’s cost
Warms within, and strength imparts
To the burnished bonds of a Christmas family heart

The Lost Path (Peter, Seagull, David)

Dear friends, I wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
It can be noted that many people become extra kind and friendly during Christmas time, even if not everyone celebrates Christmas. Perhaps a ceasefire can be implemented in the Middle East - It has been talked about! Now, one can only hope that Mr. President Putin's heart will be transformed from stone to gold!

Lyrics in English
A Heart of Gold

Now comes the most beautiful time
you can see when the birds fly to us
they know that we now - have a heart of gold

When you meet someone in the town square
you can see that they bow and bow
and they smile at me - they have a heart of gold

You can hear that those who rule the world now
have softened and they say that now there will be peace
you can hope that they - have a heart of gold

Both mistress and master are friendly now
they give a meat bone to the dog and the cat runs free
everyone notices right now - that Christmas has come here

Lyrics in Swedish
Ett Hjärta av Guld

Nu kommer den vackaste tiden hit
man kan få se när fåglarna flyga till oss
de vet att vi nu - har ett hjärta av guld

Då man möter någon på stadens torg
man kan få se att dom niger och bugar sig
och dom ler mot mig - dom har ett hjärta av guld

Man kan höra att dom som styr världen nu
har mjuknat upp och dom säger att nu ska det bli fred
man kan hoppas att dom - har ett hjärta av guld

Både matte och husse är vänliga nu
dom ger ett köttben till hunden och katten springer fritt
alla märker just nu - att julen har kommit hit

Ett Hjärta av Guld (A Heart of Gold - A Christmas Carol) - 2024-12-22 12.17

Cover-Take On Me

Happy New Year ! This is a bit different , hope you like it !
Well this year it won't be so full on , personal reasons will be limiting my available time to write and record , so I will be moving at a slower pace , which is a bugger but it can't be helped . In the meantime there is a few nearly finished songs and a great completed one with Gaz and Nat , out on the 11th . If you get chance have a listen to a track or three from me and Charlottes album Hopes and Dreams - Charlie and the Fox https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nWWNcrIRv08J_eEbL7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
https://open.spotify.com/album/78ewrWZjS41XvHT9mFWd6O?si=yDMcRADSSrOdWlanz6UPMw
Hope you all have a fabulous 2025 !

The Fire Within

Lyrics and spoken words by Tony Harris US
Vocals, Music and Mix by Mike Fox UK

TUPELO IS 40 MILES WEST OF WHERE HE LIVES
AND MUSCLE SHOALS IS 60 MILES NORTH 
HE GREW UP LISTENIN' TO ELVIS
AND SONGS RECORDED IN THE SHOALS 

WHEN HE DRIVES DOWN THE STREETS 
IN DOWN TOWN TUPELO 
LOOKIN' AT THE GUITAR CUTOUTS
HE CAN FEEL THE MUSIC IN THE AIR

THE MUSCLE SHOALS SOUND STUDIO
IS WHERE BROWN SUGAR WAS RECORDED
AND MANY OTHER GREAT HITS
BY FOUR GUYS CALLED THE SWAMPERS

MANY HITS HAVE BEEN RECORDED
IN RICK HALL'S FAME STUDIOS IN THE SHOALS
AND ARE STILL BEING RECORDED TODAY
SOMETHING ABOUT THE RIVER AND MUSIC

(CHORUS)
THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT TUPELO HONEY
THAT MAKES HIM WANT TO LISTEN TO SOME ELVIS
THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT MUSCLE SHOALS 
THAT MAKES HIM WANT TO LISTEN TO ROCK N ROLL
TUPELO HONEY AND ROCK N ROLL

TOURING ELVIS'S TWO ROOM HOUSE IN TUPELO
AND THE HIS GRACELAND MANSION IN MEMPHIS
MAKES HIM WANT TO GO BACK IN TIME
TO THOSE GOOD TIMES AT SUN RECORDS 

TOURING THE ALABAMA HALL OF FAME
AND DRIVIN' BY FAME STUDIO'S
MAKES HIM WANT TO GO BACK IN TIME 
AND MAKE SOME WORDS RHYME

(REPEAT CHORUS)

TUPELO HONEY AND ROCK N ROLL
TUPELO HONEY AND ROCK N ROLL

2025 © Lyrics by Tony Harris

Tupelo Honey and Rock n Roll - Collaboration by Tony & Mike Fox - Original

Enjoyed jumping in to sing along on this Fun Take on a really Bad Day as described by Tony Harris of Tony's Lyrics and featuring the Blistering Blues Guitar of Tom Adams. Photo Credit to My Daughter, enjoying our BM'r Beach Convertible on One Of Those Days between expensive repairs.....Now SOLD!!! Thank God! ;-)LOL
ONE OF THOSE DAYS - TL-TA-RB COLLAB 
(Any Other Day - Tom Adams Open Collab)               
(Blues/Rock)  
WELL, I WAS WALKIN' OUT THE DOOR…  
JUST WHAT DID I FEEL?  
YOU KNOW I FELT THE RAIN
  IT WAS POURIN' DOWN ON ME  
JUST POURIN' DOWN ON ME… OH, YEAH!  
  THEN I JUMPED IN MY CAR…..  
WELL, I TURNED ON THE KEY  
OF COURSE THE CAR WOULDN'T START
  HOW COULD THIS BE  …..
HAPPENIN’ TO ME?  
JUMPED THE CAR OFF
  …….AS I WAS DRIVIN' DOWN THE ROAD
  I HEARD A BUMPIN' SOUND
  A TIRE BLEW OUT   
WELL, I STOPPED THE CAR
  AND I OPENED THE TRUNK
  OF COURSE THE SPARE WAS FLAT
……IMAGINE THAT?
 WE WERE RUNNING FLAT
  I REACHED FOR MY CELL
  TO CALL OUT FOR HELP   
OF COURSE THE PHONE WAS DEAD  
WITHOUT A CHARGER IN SIGHT 
  FLAGGED A CAR DOWN  
JUST TO ASK FOR HELP
  BLEW HIS HORN  
AS THEY DROVE ON BY  
(CHORUS )  
WELL, I WAS HAVIN'   
ONE OF THOSE DAYS  
WHEN NOTHIN'S RIGHT
  ONE OF THOSE DAYS  
NO HELP IN SIGHT
  ONE OF THOSE DAYS  
OH YEAH, ONE OF THOSE DAYS  
(BRIDGE)  
HAVE YOU EVER HAD?  
ONE OF THOSE DAYS  
PRAY YOU NEVER HAVE
(OH….BRING IT ON HOME, TOM!!!)  
(CHORUS)  
© Lyrics by Tony Harris 2019 - Blues Guitar - Tom Adams  Vocals, Production - Riff Beach (Version Only)

One Of Those Days - Original

One Of Those Days - Collaboration with Tony's Lyrics & Tom Adams

Remembering old friends and places with such great images.  This song
was written by Lyle Lovett and Robert Earl Keen Jr,. while they attended
Texas A&M in the late 70's. It was released by Lyle in 1986.  What an American singer and songwriter.  A gem of a song

This Old Porch   (  cover - Lyle Lovett)

I am a finger-style guitarist living on the Texas high plains.  At the core of my music is melody that is inspired and informed by my Christian faith, family, friends, and countless influences through the years from the great composers, to jazz, folk, rock, Latin, Celtic, and the many fine musicians I have come to love on the Cloud, some I have been privileged to collaborate with.  Thanks for stopping by to have a listen. Comments are always welcome. Feel free to click on the picture of any track to learn more about it.